Luyện nghe bài hát Ballers / Outro Cash Money Mix

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[Project
Man, why these niggas hatin' on Hynotize and Cash Money?
Man, these niggas!

What's up wodie? It's these gold girll and these boys
These big Hot Boy$, these 3-6 boys,
wit the made millionaire Cash Money boys

You fucked with the wrong nigga
Must they know that I ride and I quicker
Should have known not to this lil nigga
You got a click so what nigga my thicker
A bunch of real niggas burn ya
With no catch ya slippin then jam ya up
Slangin' ain't no thang for me
Play by the
Or shit I'll yo' family
That's I do
ya chest wide open
And split ya fade
And all frozen
Moves the 'K nigga
Turk don't play, when it's to get serious
Think I'm a hoe keep it way and stay curious

Niggas be shoutin' one love but black gloves
Some niggas 26 and 28 still live in they mom askin' for play
Them shouldn't be respected, they fake
Instead of blocks with glocks and touchin' niggas money spot
And breakin' bread the woman who put em in that spot
These niggas wanna they hoes
And with they nose
Instead of fo' fo's and movin' fuckin' kilos
Nigga I done bought more cars than niggas bought pussy hoes
And bought more rims than niggas done fucked they main hoe in assholes
3-6 told me to and unload
But nigga fuck
I'm tryin' to and mack
And that deal with Universal shoulda showed
But Uptown is its at
Playboy you tell me how you luv that?
Won't you me how you luv that?

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We be on twanky twankies
Playa hatas get stanky stanky
Trickin fat blunts of that danky
Big rangs on our panky panky

Fuck with 3-6 Mafia gon' me millions
with CMR gon' make me some more millions
I can see it, I'm a 'em
And build me and
And put some to the side for my mom and my children
Ridin' with my nigga Rambezee, to the
for my nigga Babyzee and B.G.eezy
off
Tinted windows on my candy apple cut
It's a classy nigga yall

J]
I'm representin' Northern to the fuckin' fullest
We ain't the kind to tote a gun when ain't no bullets
And when that drama starts the strap we expect to it
You see a nigga holdin gauge and you he would have
by yo' mama house and put her in a coma
'cause niggas gone on Hennessey and marijuana
And now we back up in the on a burner phone-a
In that game came to you blood donors
It's on,

[Lil
call me quick draw 2 pistols Lil Wayne
Champagne took my brain I don't I just aim
Drop on a Z-3
shootin' like 3 burners
How them try me
know me block burner
Better watch for lil shorty in
get back
Bout to make my glock 40 click
kill it
It's yo
It
Playin' with the
Pop fire a skillet
Now nigga what the
Highly influenced on
I'm you to clear the set because it gets wild
I be disguised as a mailman a pistol
Then him 50 shots and take his child

[DJ
Punk bitch I ya
I double ya step against this pot belly
Bitches they try to step to the but they ain't ready
Weak ass them cowards try to make but I knock 'em out
2nd ones yall need more help 2 barrels in his mouth
it when this shits fucked up you gotta deal with it
This is my game, with it or get killed with it
These are my
is my board I let you roll off
And how you gon' have ice when I cut fuckin' water off

[Project
the project nigga roll back I own them bricks
Kickin' with the Hot Boy$ and 3-6
B.G., Juvenile, Baby, Lil
North Memphis, Uptown, and we havin'
no thang when ya come real ya gotta shine
I'm strapped with a glock 9, he ain't takin'
We in our prime puttin' in work never rush it
Full of gin, fucking hoes, I'm mad russian
A amongst men means a power move
Is about to be made for a fool
Slang that iron you get in my business
Hypnotize, Cash Money, on the bitch

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